This was originally just a small matter, but the child's parents were a handful. Furthermore, the child's older sister, fearing her parents' blame, shifted all the responsibility onto the Ning family.
Jessica stared at the people in front of her in disbelief. "What did you just say? Say it again."
“I can say it as many times as I want,” the child’s mother sneered. “The flowers you planted hurt my son, you have to pay for it.” The woman’s eyes gleamed with greed as she looked at Jessica’s clothes.
This woman's clothes and appearance clearly indicate that she is very wealthy. No one around here has ever worn clothes like that before.
Why should I pay you money?
"Why should I? Because it was you who hurt my son with those flowers." The woman glanced at the wall covered in roses. These roses were blooming beautifully; she wondered how she had managed to grow them.
"Alright, we'll compensate you." Ning Hong slowly walked out. "I can pay you back, how much do you want?"
"Brother Ze, what are you doing?"
"This, I don't need too much." The woman glanced at the small wound on the boy's hand. "Just give me a gold coin."
"A gold coin?" The people around gasped.
"become."
Ning Hong nodded, "I can compensate you."
"That's wonderful, you're so thoughtful."
The woman couldn't stop smiling. She never expected to meet such an easy-going fool today. She would have her daughter come here tomorrow and get her treated a few more times, and make him compensate her. If he compensated her every few days, they would have enough for their living expenses this month.
Clearly, judging from the expressions of those around them, they thought the same thing.
If you get stabbed once, you get a gold coin; you can get stabbed as many times as you want.
"Okay, you can pay now."
"Now that we've agreed on compensation for your son, shouldn't we talk about compensation for you stealing our roses?"
"What?"
“These flowers are ours, but your children stole them without my permission. Isn’t that theft? Jessica, tell them, how should theft be punished?”
"Theft is punishable by military service."
With the monsters rampaging, this army is still thinking about recruiting soldiers.
Jessica gave a cold laugh.
She wondered why Brother Ze was being so agreeable today; it turned out he was waiting for her here.
"Nonsense! How could my son commit theft? If anyone was stealing, it was my daughter!" Hearing the word "exile," the woman immediately became angry. She quickly pulled her daughter aside, "My son never touched your flowers!"
Her son is only six years old this year. If he were to be sent to the army, he would be doomed.
This is also where Jessica exploited a loophole.
The army wouldn't take such a young child; they were just taking advantage of the woman's ignorance of such matters to deceive her. Of course, if the child were fourteen years old or older, it would be fine.
"If you haven't encountered it, why should I pay compensation? Is this defamation?"
"No, I...?"
What should she say?
If she admits that her son really touched the roses, then she has committed theft. But if she doesn't admit it, then what does her son's injury have to do with anyone else?
The woman was immediately caught in a dilemma.
After thinking it over, she slapped her daughter across the face, then hurriedly left with her son in her arms.
"From now on, don't you dare steal my flowers." She had kindly let them pick them, only to be met with this outcome; she was unwilling to continue.
It's best not to touch her flowers.
Jessica angrily dragged Ning Hong inside.
These people have gone too far.
Normally, they would do their best to help them if they needed it, but now that they've been bullied, not a single person is standing up for them.
"Is the Ning family angry?"
"It seems so. Usually, Jessica always greets us when she sees us."
"This girl has a really strong temper."
A group of women huddled together talking. They didn't think they had done anything wrong; instead, they felt that Jessica was a bit cold-hearted.
"We're all neighbors, how can you be so heartless?"
"Pah, they have the nerve to call themselves neighbors? If they want us to be considerate, then they should show some appreciation." These people only know how to talk about being neighbors and ask them to be kind and generous, but how do they act?
It was just a tiny, pinhole-sized wound, yet they were demanding an exorbitant amount of money, asking for a gold coin in compensation.
It's absolutely infuriating!
“Don’t be angry, these aren’t the worst. I’ve seen even worse.” Aman pulled Jessica aside. “You didn’t see the people in our old village. Those were the real nasties. They took over our houses and then kicked us out.”
Amman told Jessica everything that had happened at his house, which enraged Jessica. The two of them started hurling insults at each other in the yard.
They cursed their neighbors and the former villagers of Amman.
She has no trace of the image of a saint.
Ning Hong was completely exasperated.
With Jessica like this, is she even capable of inheriting the position of saintess?
"It seems we can't let these roses climb over the wall anymore." What happened today could easily lead to another; who knows, some of the neighbors might actually try to take their roses and make them pay again. "Maybe I should just pull them out."
"Don't rush, have you forgotten my magical elements?" Ning Hong moved her hand slightly, and a halo of light rose into the air and landed on the roses.
Suddenly, the roses began to move, climbing up the inner wall in clusters, piling up in the corner, and slowly spreading out until they covered most of the inner wall.
In this way, there were no more roses growing on or outside their walls. To pick roses, one had to go inside.
However, given their relationship, it's estimated that very few people will be able to get in.
"I never expected them to go to such extremes?"
One of the women looked at the empty wall and said with dissatisfaction.
Jessica's roses were quite beautiful; picking some would have looked lovely, whether displayed at home or worn in one's hair. Now, however, they won't be able to get a single one.
There were even two girls who secretly picked quite a lot.
Because the entire wall was covered with roses, and they grew so fast, they picked them by the handful, and then sold them to earn some pocket money.
But now it's all gone.
One of the girls was the older sister of the little boy whose hand had been stabbed.
Once we get back, there'll probably be another big fight.
However, this is their own business and has little to do with their family. Even if the cause of their argument was their roses...
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